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Dances On Yaya's Grave

Dr. Yaya has the whole town in his pocket Apart from being a strong member of the ruling cabinet He's a super merchant in oil and fine gold Sadly he's never being the people's stronghold In his sixty years of being in politics He's being a negative influence and a merchant of tricks He's the force the government uses to direct a blow Because he's always being the people's foe This principality has his mansion built on a hilltop Where the youths in the hill town can't have a problem and stop The day he became ailing because he fell in his bathroom Marked the beginning of his doom Because his condition became his enemies tool They took his stool and cornered him like a village fool Who in want of wisdom threw his shoes in a well His barefootedness will surely make people marvel Charity they say begins at home When you go to farm remember that you'll return home The merchant of crude behaviours Died without any honors Even the members of his family Didn't bury him delightfully And after burying their unguided relative No one could resist the people as they dance on his grave.

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